Ackies!
So, tonight at work was pretty uneventful. We almost ran out of bags. However, what happened after work was confusing. I was upstairs in the breakroom, after I was off, talking to Fred for a little bit, when Patrick comes up. Now, earlier that night, he was all, "I'm going to kiss you before I leave!" (He's quitting, in like, two weeks). Well, he keeps up, and suddenly backs me into a corner away from Fred's view, and fucking LEANS in to kiss me. I was totally confused, and went to gasp, and he took it as a sign I wanted to do it. So then he pulled away (without the kiss, I might add!) and was like, "You wanted me to kiss you! I knew it!" I was like... wtf.
So then I proclaimed I hated him, and ran out.
But the thing that got me, was, he was so gentle about it.
Creepy.